Sweeping the world

Chapter 79 In the Temple
"The scenery of the imperial capital is really different from outside."

Walking along the road, looking at the scenery along the road, Chen Ming said softly.

"Emperor Capital is a prosperous place in the world. In terms of prosperity alone, it is second to none in the world."

Following Chen Ming's side, Yang Shi smiled: "My cousin grew up in Longhua, which is considered a prosperous place, but compared with this imperial capital, it's not as good."

"indeed so."

Chen Ming smiled, nodded in agreement.

During the time when he just traveled here before, he felt that everything he saw was very fresh, and he also went to Longhua City to see it during that time. Although it was considered prosperous, it was nothing compared to the city in his previous life.

The imperial capital in front of me is different, prosperous and prosperous, although it may not be as large in terms of population, it has a unique flavor and a completely different atmosphere.

The road was born in all directions, and the woman on the shore smiled and walked forward, faintly, as if looking towards it.

There are children playing on the side of the road, very noisy, bringing bursts of vitality to this place.

One after another, warriors in various costumes walked around, walking around from time to time.

"Cousin, those girls are looking at you."

Beside him, Yang Shi smiled.

On the light boat in the distance, there were women traveling in groups, playing and laughing. At this moment, their eyes gradually turned to the shore, and gradually fixed on Chen Ming.

The breeze blew across the four banks. In the camplight, Chen Ming stood on the bank and looked up at each other.

Faint ripples caressed past in mid-air. Under the bright light, Chen Ming was wearing a white shirt and stood quietly. A handsome face was set off very elegantly under the light. His long hair drooped lightly, and his temperament was ethereal. Aura.

The sale looks very good.

"What's there?"

He raised his head and looked into the distance, seeing the voices of people in the distance, he couldn't help but speak softly, looking at Yang Shi and asked.

"It seems to be a Buddhist temple."

Looking into the distance, Yang Shi smiled: "Now that the imperial examination is near, many warriors have come to Beijing one after another. In order to pray for a good omen, they went to various Buddhist temples to pray."

"The place in front of me is called Changjue Temple. Although it is not the largest, it is said that it is still effective. The Zen master Jueming who is in charge of it is very famous in this area."

He looked at Chen Ming, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you want to go in and have a look together?"

"it is good."

Chen Ming smiled, then nodded.

They walked forward, and after a while, they came to a temple.

The temple is densely populated and its place is prosperous. When you walk into it, you can see scholars coming out of it from time to time, most of them come to pray for a smooth imperial examination.

Among them, there are women with expectant faces and blushing faces, as if they are here to pray for marriage.

Walking into it, Chen Ming continued to walk forward.

Not long after, he saw a marriage tree with red ribbons hanging on it, which was covered with red ribbons and bamboo sticks.

"This young man, what are you asking for?"

Walking under the tree, an old monk looked at Chen Ming and the two with a smile on his face and asked carefully.

"I"

Just as Chen Ming was about to speak, he saw Yang Shi beside him speak first: "How about asking for luck?"

"What about seeking marriage?"

He looked at the old monk in front of him and asked again.

"It turned out to be the benefactor who came to participate in the martial arts."

The old monk smiled, then pondered for a while, and said: "If you want martial luck, you should keep a personal thing; if you want marriage."

"Then leave a poem for funding."

He pointed to the stone wall beside him and said with a smile.

Following the direction he pointed, Chen Ming and Yang Shi looked there.

I saw there, stone walls stood there, with poems written on them.

This is obviously a method used by the temple in front of me to attract benefactors. In the distance, there are many scholars and elegant women watching from the side, admiring these verses.

"This"

Embarrassment appeared on Yang Shi's face.

He is a serious martial artist, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and although he can pass books, he is only at an average level.

Let him kill and set fire, but let him write poetry, I'm afraid it's not at the level of doggerel.

So, he subconsciously looked at Chen Ming, that look couldn't be more obvious.

"Can you do it for me?"

Chen Ming did not refuse, but only asked the old monk in front of him, and after getting a definite answer, he slowly walked forward.

Poems with different styles flashed in front of my eyes, among which there were many masterpieces.

Standing in front of a stone wall, he picked up the ink pen and began to write in the format prepared in advance.

As soon as he picked up the pen, he already had a plan in his mind, and remembered a poem that was widely circulated in his previous life.

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.
The first sentence was written, and the old monk suddenly froze, his eyes that were originally casual became serious.

Under his gaze, Chen Ming continued to write.

Even more blowing down, the stars are like rain, and the BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road.The sound of the phoenix flute moves, and the light of the jade pot turns all night. The fish and the dragon dance.
After writing here, Chen Ming's hand stopped and did not continue writing.

This is just a poem left for someone to ask for marriage, and it is enough to write here.

This poem is divided into two parts, the first half is mostly rendering the scene, and the scene depicted in it is inexplicably similar to the prosperity in the imperial capital at the moment, which is particularly appropriate for the scene.

That's why Chen Ming thought of copying this poem on the spur of the moment.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Looking at the word in front of him, the old monk said three good words in succession, and then there seemed to be regret in his eyes: "This word has an excellent artistic conception, it is absolutely beautiful, and it is really a rare masterpiece."

"It's just that after this word, there seems to be room for it. It would be a pity if it was not written."

He looked at the last sentence of the poem with deep regret in his eyes.

"Master has good eyesight."

Chen Ming smiled: "There is indeed a second half of this word, but at this moment, there is no need to write it."

On the one hand, while writing the poem, Yang Shi stared into the distance in a daze.

In the distance, at the end of the bright lights, a group of women in colorful clothes were laughing and walking. At this moment, a woman was looking up at Yang Shi.

It was a girl in yellow clothes, with a hairpin on her head, and her face was well-made. She was standing there quietly at this moment, with a smile on her face, looking at Yang Shi.

There are stories.

Seeing the reaction of Yang Shi and the girl in yellow in the distance, this thought flashed in Chen Ming's mind, and the expression on Yang Shi's face gradually became interesting.

But then, he stopped laughing.

It seems to be because of shyness, but it also seems to be because of some other reasons.

In the distance, the girl in yellow didn't come alone, but pulled another girl.

It was a girl in white clothes, her appearance was not too beautiful, she could only be considered delicate, with her long hair hanging down gently, she looked very weak.

"My sister said that she wanted to meet the young master."

Walking in front of Chen Ming and the two of them, looking at Chen Ming, the woman in yellow said this, and then left the girl in white alone, walking aside with Yang Shi.

In the same place, the two looked at each other, and the girl in white lowered her head tightly, seeming a little shy.

Chen Ming froze in place.

"Quiet."

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(End of this chapter)